Playground

10

Monday for some people is a long day because it has to pass many activities that are delayed when the weekend arrives.

The first day of teaching and learning activities made me have to prepare various things, especially lunch because I did not like queuing in the cafeteria.

"Sister, I'm leaving, assalammualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Be careful de, don't forget to eat your lunch."

"Yes, brother, bye."

I set my feet for sure, full of confidence and passion. To get to school I have to ride the angkot for approximately 15 minutes. Arriving at school I immediately scanned my student card(absent).

Those of us who sit in special classes do not attend the flag ceremony every Monday, we will go straight into our classes to study. That is the reason why special classes are far apart from other classes. Our classes are on the 3rd floor, adjacent to the principal's room and several laboratories and libraries.

I entered the classroom leisurely because it was still 06.10, and it turned out that no one had come yet there was only one person who seemed to be waiting for someone. He's Mr. Reihan, astonished . Exactly the same hour already in class, hehehe.

"Good morning sir."

"For the cyst." He stood up from his seat, came up to me in front of the door, his feet closed the door with a small kick. His hand grabbed my stepping hand, I was finally in his arms. I smelled a very calming scent, a scene where he was gouging me in the brain. I returned his embrace, unconsciously.

"Nobody will see."

"For a moment, I want to hold you for a moment."

I let her hug me, a few minutes later she took off her arms. He opened the door that had been closed. He told me to sit down.

"Cista, have you had breakfast?"

"Have you sir, has Reihan had breakfast?"

"It has. Are you ready to learn?"

"Of course, Mr. Reihan clay, I was so excited to come to school because I couldn't wait to learn. Hehe."

"Good, keep that spirit of yours."

"Well, sir reihan once taught, his students have not come but Pak reihan has come." Said Asep who had just come with some other friends.

"Yes, that's why you don't lose dong."

"Every pack tomorrow we'll be here early."

"It's good that it's a special class student."

"Ready, jack."

06.25 All special class students are complete. Mr. Reihan also gave a lecture the morning before the subject teacher came.

"For reihan, morning children."

"Mom's morning."

"Kids, good study. Have a nice day. See you soon." Said mr. reihan.

"See you, reihan sir." Our answer is compact.

"Well kids introduce me Siska English teacher . Are you ready to introduce yourself first?"

"Okay miss."

"Start from you."Miss siska pointed at me. I stepped to the front of the class and introduced myself to English. Likewise with others , 'kemi in turn introduced ourselves. After finishing the siska bu invited us to sing some English songs accompanied by Judi, one of my classmates who was good at several musical instruments.

Two hours without ending quickly. Ma'am was very happy and changed with another teacher. If only every teacher was ungodly, surely all students would happily come to school every day, without drama.

But it was only wishful thinking because there were still teachers who taught with intimidating gazes made us the students stiff, like mannequin statues. A display that listens to people speak at length, but sometimes does not go back, does not understand what the person is saying. (No, I wonder who has experienced such a thing in school? )

Hour after hour passed, now the time to come home. I was still pensive in front of the class because the wind was blowing so hard. The other friends seemed desperate to hit the wind fast to get home. But I and the beautiful still hesitated to walk to the gate and wait for an angkot. We kept quiet for a few minutes while waiting for the wind to be friendly. (Fearless times, when it was jaln suddenly there was a tree down because the wind was blowing very fast).